缠绵 游戏

Jing Tian vaguely remembered the last scene he saw before falling down the stairs.

Shaking figures, flying mobile phones, slightly yellowed ceiling, and then pitch blackness.

When he opened his eyes again, he was lying on a not too soft bed.

The lights in the room were bright, and after lying still for a few seconds in the aftertaste of dizziness, he tried to sit up.

The action caused him some discomfort.

The brain was groggy, and there was a dull pain in the shoulder.

When he tried to use force, a strange feeling came from a strange part that he had never experienced before.

This must be a fall, he thought.

The interior decoration display style is obvious, this is a medical room.

Jing Tian couldn't help being a little dazed.

He remembered falling in the corridor of the school, but now, the place he was in was completely different from the school infirmary he remembered.

He subconsciously reached out and scratched his hair, and soon slowed down because he accidentally touched something unexpected.

On his ears, there are more than one hard, small objects that feel close to metal.

Strange, when did he get so many ear piercings?

After a brief daze, he turned around and tried to look for his glasses on the low cabinet by the window, but failed.

Soon, he realized that this was unnecessary.

His vision was clear, and his myopia of [-] degrees seemed to be completely cured.

What exactly is going on?

Jing Tian gradually fell into panic in the chaos, and was about to call out loudly, when the door of the infirmary not far away was opened, and a person walked in.

The visitor was about 20 years old, his hair was a little long for a boy, and he looked happy when he saw Jing Tian.

"You're awake," he walked quickly to the bed, and asked with concern, "Is there anything uncomfortable?"

Jing Tian stared at his face for a while, then shook his head in a daze.

This boy is extremely handsome, and he can only be called beautiful. He has a friendly smile and is the type that will leave an impression on people.

"What's the matter, you look stupid," the handsome boy frowned slightly, and poked his head with his finger, "Isn't it broken here?"

The tone of voice and actions seemed to be extremely familiar with him.

But Jing Tian is completely unfamiliar with him.

Seeing Jing Tian slightly leaning back and trying to avoid his movements with anxiety on his face, the handsome boy blinked in surprise: "What are you doing, you don't know me?"

Jing Tian didn't know whether he should admit it or not.

His confused brain came to a somewhat unbelievable but reasonable enough conclusion from the current situation: he seems to have time-traveled.

As an enduring and popular creative theme, Jing Tian has been consciously or unconsciously influenced by the so-called "time travel", and has a little understanding of it.

Just a moment ago, I was sitting in the classroom and studying the questions carefully. I fell down on the way to the toilet and woke up again and found myself in a strange place. Myopia has been cured for many years, and my appearance seems to have changed. There are also strangers who seem to be close to me. Besides time travel, what other explanations can there be?

This kind of situation seems to be called soul wear.

The pretty boy panicked: "Do you remember your name?"

At this time, shouldn't you pretend to have amnesia?In the past ten years, Jing Tian has been patronizing his studies without much entertainment, and has never read works of this kind of subject in a complete and systematic way. He has no idea how the time traveler in novels or movies will deal with such a situation.

"Jing Tian, ​​don't scare me," the pretty boy pressed his shoulder nervously, "Say something quickly!"

"Huh," Jing Tian hesitated for half a second, "My name is Jing Tian?"

The pretty boy completely misunderstood what he meant and was stunned.

After a while, he took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, and said solemnly: "Don't be nervous, it's okay, someone already called 120 when you fainted, let's go to the hospital first!"

As he said that, he pulled Jing Tian out of bed, and Jing Tian was stiff because of his physical discomfort.

"Does it hurt anywhere?" the pretty boy asked.

My butt hurts, and it hurts in a weird position.

Jing Tian shook his head, and asked again: "My name is Jing Tian? How do you write these two characters?"

The pretty boy's attitude towards him was much more serious than before, telling him word by word: "The scenery is the icing on the cake.

You are a junior in this year, a student, and you fell down when you were going down the stairs just now.

I'm yours……"

Before the words were finished, the door of the infirmary was pushed open again.

"Jing Tian, ​​are you okay?" The visitor walked quickly to the bed with a concerned face, "I heard you fainted?"

"What are you yelling about?" the beautiful boy was very upset, separated the two of them with his body, and muttered, "Jing Tian has lost his memory, he doesn't remember, don't scare him."

Seeing the visitor's eyes widen in surprise, Jing Tian tentatively called out in a low voice, "...Senior?"

Although the person who came this time was slightly different from what he remembered, he knew him. He was a senior who was one level above him and had just graduated last year.

This senior was admitted to University A and gave a speech as an outstanding graduate representative, which greatly encouraged him.

"Scared me," the senior heaved a sigh of relief, showing the same gentle smile that Jing Tian remembered, "I was almost deceived."

While speaking, he glanced pointedly at the beautiful boy who was still standing between him and Jing Tian.

The pretty boy was looking at Jing Tian with wide eyes in disbelief, his appearance was kind of cute.

"You remember him, don't you remember me?" He grabbed Jing Tian's arm, "Do you have a conscience!"

"Huh," the senior was stunned, "Do you really lose your memory?"

Jing Tian didn't know how to explain it. In fact, he couldn't figure out what was going on.

"Don't shake him." Seeing the pretty boy getting emotional, the senior reached out to try to protect Jing Tian, ​​"He's even more uncomfortable if you do this."

The pretty boy frowned and let go, and looked at the senior with some distaste.

"Is your memory very confused now?" the senior asked.

Jing Tian thought his memory was clear, but the situation in front of him was chaotic, but he still nodded.

"...But you still remember me, I'm so happy."

said the senior.

Jing Tian was stunned for a moment, a strange feeling appeared in his heart.

In order to urge himself to read books seriously and study hard, he regards this recognized excellent senior as his goal and motivation, and has a bit of admiration and admiration.

But this is one-sided. In the past, the two had little contact with each other. It can be said that they were completely unfamiliar. Why did the senior treat him so... enthusiastically?

Could it be that he has traveled to a parallel world, where there are other stories about himself and his seniors?

"Do you remember our relationship?" the senior asked again.

These words revealed a somewhat ambiguous atmosphere that made Jing Tian panic.

He shrank his neck and shook his head quickly.

The senior was slightly disappointed, sighed slightly, and said, "We made an appointment to go to the movies together tonight, you don't remember it, do you?"

Before Jing Tian could react, the pretty boy beside him shouted, "Damn it!"

After yelling, he pushed the senior away, grabbed Jing Tian's shoulder with both hands, and said, "So you lied to me? You said you were definitely not going to see him!"

Jing Tian swallowed nervously, and licked his lips again: "I, I... I don't know what you are talking about..."

Seeing his pitiful appearance of being frightened and bewildered, the pretty boy quickly let go of his hand and gave the senior a displeased look.

The senior didn't pay attention, and kept his eyes on Jing Tian: "In your current situation, it's better to go to the hospital, right?"

"The classmate who sent him here said he called 120," the pretty boy still had a bad expression when he spoke, "...it's been a while, why hasn't he arrived yet?"

"Who sent him here?" asked the senior.

The pretty boy shrugged: "Let's go, I don't know you."

The senior clicked his tongue lightly, shook his head, lowered his head and took out his phone from his pocket.

At this moment, someone knocked on the door of the infirmary.

"Is it convenient to come in?" A strange voice came from outside the door.

"Yes!" The pretty boy replied.

The door was quickly pushed open, and it was still a stranger who came in.

The beautiful boy and the senior turned their heads one after another. The senior quickly looked away without saying anything. The pretty boy said to the man indifferently: "The teacher is not here."

The visitor glanced at him expressionlessly, then quickly shifted his gaze to Jing Tian, ​​and said, "I'm looking for him."

Jing Tian shuddered suddenly.

For some reason, he had a strong sense of foreboding.

This person, also named Jing Tian, ​​had a much more complicated life circle than him, and the mess left behind made him extremely difficult to deal with.

Hearing this, the pretty boy glanced at this man, and asked Jing Tian casually, "Do you remember him?"

Jing Tian smiled awkwardly at the man and shook his head.

This should have been a surprising thing, but the man only slightly raised his eyebrows when he saw this. If Jing Tian was not staring at his face, it would be hard to notice.

"Don't remember?" the person repeated slowly.

Jing Tian rubbed his hands behind his back and smiled apologetically at him.

This person has straight eyebrows, a straight nose, a cold expression, and a tall stature, which gives people the illusion of being looked down upon, and Jing Tian is unconsciously nervous.

"I'd be surprised if he remembered you..." the pretty boy whispered.

Seeing that the man was still looking at him without saying a word, Jing Tian asked cautiously, "Why are you looking for me?"

The man didn't reply, his face was thoughtful.

The senior picked up the phone again: "If it's not urgent, let's talk about it later, I will accompany you to the hospital first."

"Why do you want to accompany me?" The pretty boy seemed to be trying to antagonize him, "I told you that I already called, so don't waste public resources, okay?"

"How come you haven't come for so long after the fight," said the senior, "Are you sure that person is reliable?"

"Can people still lie to me," said the beautiful boy, "if you can't wait, go first, and I will accompany him."

"Of course I want to stay with him," the senior finally showed some discomfort after being provoked, "I am his boyfriend, and I have this obligation."

Jing Tian's eyes widened instantly.

The pretty boy's reaction was even more exaggerated than his, repeating out loud: "Are you his boyfriend?"

After he finished speaking, he looked at Jing Tian again and asked, "Is he your boyfriend?"

Jing Tian's brain was buzzing, and he spoke incoherently: "I, I, I, I, I don't, that, I..."

"Can you leave with peace of mind now?" the senior asked.

"Just kidding," the pretty boy shook his head angrily, "he doesn't even remember, if you say you are his boyfriend, you are his boyfriend, is there any proof?"

"He only remembers me, isn't that enough to prove that our relationship is special?" said the senior.

"Do you remember that he is your boyfriend?" the pretty boy asked Jing Tian.

Jing Tian cautiously shook his head.

"Your name is Pengci," the beautiful boy said to the senior, "Stop being sentimental, I... I'm still his boyfriend!"

King Tim Pupil Earthquake!

"How is it possible," the senior shook his head, "He told me that you are just friends."

"Oh," the pretty boy hugged his chest and nodded, "Then you want to know, how did he introduce you to me?"

Jing Tian thought, help.

In his panic, he unconsciously looked at the only person in the room who was not involved in this ridiculous farce.

This handsome guy with a very indifferent appearance was watching them quietly, his expression was still flat, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Jing Tian looked at him with a hint of asking for help.

The two looked at each other, the other side narrowed his eyes slightly, and then finally made a move.

He walked up to Jing Tian, ​​looked at Jing Tian's face, and said, "You're pretty good."

Jing Tian shook his head quickly: "No, I... I really, I haven't done anything..."

Not to mention being in two boats, he has never been insulated from love at all, and he doesn't even have many friends. Both the same sex and the opposite sex think that he only knows how to study, and he is dull and boring.

How could he have the ability to hook up with two people at the same time and keep both of them in the dark?

It wasn't him who did the absurd thing, he was just an unlucky and innocent time traveler.

"Zheng Xunqian, what are you doing?" The pretty boy who was forced to move aside because of him was very dissatisfied, "It's none of your business."

"How can it be none of my business?" The person called Zheng Xunqian still looked at Jing Tian, ​​and his tone finally brought some emotion, "I thought... I was the only one for you."

After the voice fell, the entire infirmary fell into dead silence.

Jing Tian's brain almost stopped working.

"No, what are you kidding?" The pretty boy couldn't believe it, "You and Jing Tian? You? How is that possible?"

"Do I seem like someone who would make such jokes?" Zheng Xunqian asked back.

The pretty boy was silent.

Zheng Xunqian looked at the stunned Jing Tian quietly, and stopped talking.

Jing Tian's fingers behind his back stirred even more.

"Wait a minute," the senior said, "You mean, you two..."

Zheng Xunqian turned his head and glanced at him, reached into his pocket, and took out something similar to a bank card.

"I'm here to pay you back," he looked at Jing Tian again, "you left it in the room when you left this morning."

Jing Tian subconsciously took it and found that it was an ID card.

The photos and detailed information above are exactly the same as in his memory.

This Jing Tian is exactly the same as his birth date and household registration address.

Did he cross over?Jing Tian is about to shut down.

"Room?" asked the pretty boy. "What room?"

"He didn't go back to the dormitory last night, you should know about it?" Zheng Xunqian said.

The pretty boy was dumbfounded.

The senior also panicked and asked, "Is what he said true?"

Jing Tian couldn't answer.

He thought in confusion, no wonder the location of the butt pain is so strange, it turned out that it was not caused by a fall at all!